The Greatest Man

Lyrics

My teacher said us boys should write About some great man, so I thought last night 'n thought about heroes and men That had done great things 'n then I got to thinkin' 'bout my pa; He ain't a hero 'r anything but pshaw! Say! He can ride the wildest hoss 'n find minners near the moss Down by the creek; 'n he can swim 'n fish, we ketched five new lights, me 'n him! Dad's some hunter too - oh, my! Miss Molly Cottontail sure does fly When he tromps through the fields 'n brush! (Dad won't kill a lark 'r thrush.) Once when I was sick 'n though his hands were rough He rubbed thе pain right out. "That's the stuff!" He said when I winkеd back the tears. He never cried But once 'n that was when my mother died There're lots o' great men: George Washinton 'n Lee But Dad's got 'em all beat holler, seems to me!